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Lyrics for Dancing At Whitsun by Unknown:
| | | Artist: | Unknown |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Dancing At Whitsun | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 316 | | | | Lyrics: | DANCING AT WHITSUN
(words by John Austin Marshall)
It's fifty long springtimes
since she was a bride,
But still you may see her at each Whitsuntide
In a dress
of white linen with ribbons of green,
As green as her memories of loving.
The feet that were nimble tread carefully now,
As gentle a measure as age will
allow,
Through groves of white blossoms, by fields of young corn,
Where once she
was pledged to her true-love.
The fields they stand empty, the hedges grow (go)
free--
No young men to turn them or pastures go see (seed)
They are gone where
the forest of oak trees before
Have gone, to be wasted in battle.
Down
from the green farmlands and from their loved ones
Marched husbands and brothers and
fathers and sons.
There's a fine roll of honor where the Maypole once stood,
And
the ladies go dancing at Whitsun.
There's a straight row of houses in these latter
days
All covering the downs where the sheep used to graze.
There's a field of
red poppies (a gift from the Queen)
But the ladies remember at Whitsun,
And the
ladies go dancing at Whitsun.
on Bok, Trickett, Muir record. FSI- . Also Redpath
Philo
and Steel Eyed Span
Copyright John Austin Marshall
@war
@dance
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